Loreena McKennitt . Live in Concert 2008

Hello
how are you all ?
The summer is long and interesting in everiday events in music for example.
Take Loreena Mckennitt, who is from Canada, who came to Madrid for a concert and she is visiting different countries in Europe.

http://www.google.es/search?hl=es&q=Loreeena+Mckennitt&btnG=Buscar+con+Google&meta=



Enjoy it
Have a good summer
PedroJesus

How to learn a lenguage

MP3 para aprender lenguas. Video
Versión para imprimir

Maitena Susperregui y Antoine Bidegain nos resaltan los aspectos mas importantes de la experiencia de uso del MP3 para la enseñanza de las lenguas.
Fuente: Zibereskol
9 mayo 2007
http://www.aulaintercultural.org/rubrique.php3?id_rubrique=15

Making friends

Hello every body
I wish you are doing well during this summer.
For those who think there is nothig else to do I would suggest this blog address
- http://wwwenglishinbrunete.blogspot.com/
www.learningenglishinbrunete.
I hope you find it useful. Enjoy it !

Kind regards
PedroJesus

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Here in summer

Summer is full of free time,
try Robert Frost and his poems


The Road Not Taken
American poet Robert Frost (1874-1963) reads "The Road Not Taken,"
Set in rural New England, Frost's poetry uses ordinary events and objects from his life in New England as metaphors for complex ideas and feelings.
"The Road Not Taken" presents the classic choice of a moment and a lifetime, Frost, who was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1924, 1931, 1937, and 1943, described a poem as "a momentary stay against confusion".

The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/192
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15717